Qin Yang's words did not stop the man in black robe. After hearing Qin Yang's voice, the man in black robe just paused, turned back and looked at Qin Yang deeply, and then slowly disappeared on Qin Yang's donkey.
In Yang's sight.
The performance of the man in black robe undoubtedly further confirmed Qin Yang's guess. This man in black robe is none other than the peerless counselor known as the "Poison Master" during the Three Kingdoms era, Jia Xu and Jia Wenhe!
Qin Yang had a deep impression of Jia Xu. In his memory, although Jia Xu was not as powerful as Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi, Guo Jia and other counselors, he had never suffered a defeat. Moreover, looking at Jia Xu's life, it became clear that
It can be found that Jia Xu worked for Dong Zhuo, Li Jue, Guo Si, Duan Xuan, Zhang Xiu, Cao Cao, Cao Pi and others. No matter where he was, Jia Xu was successful. Jia Xu's ability and vision of recognizing people were definitely among the Three Kingdoms.
First class. Unexpectedly, Qin Yang actually saw Jia Xu under Xiangcheng. This discovery made Qin Yang pleasantly surprised. After seeing Guo Jia's ability, Qin Yang had naturally made up his mind to wait until everything was settled here.
After coming down, he must get Jia Xu under the tent.
"Wait a minute, how did he know that the poison was 'Poisonous Dragon's Breath'? Could it be that my food and grass...bastards!" Suddenly Qin Yang's heart moved, and an idea quickly flashed through his mind.
"Come on! Catch that sneaky kid back for me!"
After a while, the guard sent by Qin Yang to catch the man in black came back with a tips bag in his hand, "Your Highness Prince Ming, the man disappeared. I just found this on the donkey he left on the roadside."
Qin Yang took the brocade bag and opened it and found that there was only one brocade book inside.
"His Royal Highness, King Ming, has met. Now that Your Highness, King Ming, has revealed your identity, Wen He is really frightened. His Highness must have guessed that the person who helped Lu Bu destroy His Highness's food and grass is also me. Although Wen He was fond of money in this life, he sold two goods for one thing.
I feel deeply guilty to His Highness. But I really have something to hide. This time I owe His Highness a favor, and I will pay it back in the future. I pay my respects to Jia Xu of Liangzhou."
"Sell two for one? First, sell the poison to Lu Bu to destroy the food and grass for my army. Then use the poison in the food and grass to counterattack the army. One piece of poison can be sold for two prices. This Jia Xu is a bit interesting..."
After reading this, Qin Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that although Poisonous Dragon's Breath was extremely precious, it was only poison and not much. Jia Xu was able to sell it for such a sky-high price. Qin Yang was ashamed of his ability.
Although almost all the food and grass in Xiangcheng was destroyed because of Jia Xu, and he was cheated a lot by Jia Xu. But Qin Yang could not bring up any hatred for Jia Xu in his heart. On the contrary, he hated Jia Xu.
But I am becoming more and more interested.
"A favor... If I can successfully save the Yellow Turban Army this time, then I can let you Jia Xu repay this favor properly..." Qin Yang looked at the fighting on the battlefield and sighed softly in his heart.
"Your Highness, we are going to win! Maybe we can defeat the army without Mr. Guo!" Ma Yuanyi's voice trembled with excitement.
"Victory? Really?" Qin Yang looked thoughtfully at the battlefield like Shura hell.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield had taken a turn for the worse, and the balance of the war began to tilt toward the Yellow Turban Army. Although the official army had 300,000 regular troops, the Yellow Turban Army had an unstoppable momentum. Under successive victories, the Yellow Turban Army
Now they have been able to suppress an imperial army twice as big as theirs.
But Qin Yang was not too excited about this. All this was expected by him. Moreover, Qin Yang now still has a reserve team of ten thousand Yellow Turban Cavalry firmly in his hands. Qin Yang knows that what is really going on is
The battle that determines the outcome has just begun. The imperial army not only has 300,000 regular troops, but also 200,000 rebels. There are also several ghost-like beings among the rebels. And even if there are no rebels, these 300,000
The combat power of the regular army is definitely not what it appears in front of you.
When the figures of Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei flashed through Qin Yang's mind, he couldn't help but feel as if a huge stone was pressing down on his heart. The signal to Guo Jia had already been sent, and he didn't know what Guo Jia was planning now.
How's it going?
Thinking that there are still hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans in Xiangcheng today who are without armor, have yellow faces and thin muscles, and use hoes and iron forks as weapons. Qin Yang smiled helplessly. Who knows that an army of 300,000 can be assembled?
How difficult it was to generate a fighting force of hundreds of thousands. At this moment, Qin Yang could only resign himself to his fate.
Qin Yang's worry was not wrong. At this moment, He Jin, as the general of the Han Empire, had recovered from the initial panic. He Jin was shocked by the unexpected moves and fierce offensive of the Yellow Turban Army.
Furious.
"Pass my general order, and all the Imperial Guard Supervisory Teams are dispatched! Cooperate with the Bingzhou Army to defend the center, and anyone who dares to retreat will be killed! Cao Cao, Zhu Jun, on the left, and Sun Jian, Lu Zhi on the right, defeat their respective enemy forces as quickly as possible without returning to the center for reinforcements.
Army, go straight to the middle of the Yellow Turban bandits! In addition, order Huangfu Song to lead the elite rebels to outflank the Yellow Turban bandits from the rear and surround the Yellow Turban bandits outside the city!"
After issuing a series of orders in one breath, He Jin pondered for a moment, and suddenly took out four carved feather arrows from the arrow pot beside him. With a slight exertion of his hands, the four carved feather arrows broke off with a "click".
Handing the four broken arrows to the four messengers respectively, He Jin solemnly said: "Tell everyone that this is the broken arrow order of the imperial army! For the glory of the Han Empire, long live my emperor!"
"For the glory of the Han Empire, long live my emperor!" Ding Yuan took the Broken Arrow and looked at the continuous stream of Imperial Guards coming from behind. His eyes suddenly flashed with a crazy look, and he shouted loudly: "The order of the Broken Arrow has been issued.
Down below, the Bingzhou army would rather die than retreat! Long live the empire! Long live our emperor!"
"Long live the empire! Long live our emperor!" Fifty thousand Bingzhou tiger and wolf troops roared in unison, with madness flashing in their eyes.
"The Broken Arrow Military Order! For the glory of the Han Empire! Long live our emperor!" Sun Jian and Lu Zhi looked at the Broken Arrow and raised their arms and shouted.
Jiangdong Army and Luzhou Army, who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, struggled to get up and walked forward step by step, as if infinite power suddenly emerged from their bodies.
"For the glory of the Han Empire! Long live my emperor!" Cao Cao, Zhu Jun and Dong Zhuo looked at each other. Four hundred years after the founding of the Han Empire, the Broken Arrow Order, which only appeared when the empire was in crisis, appeared again.
In front of them! Their hearts were extremely shocked.
Four hundred years ago, the great ancestor of the Han Empire was competing for the world, overthrowing the Qin Empire and fighting for the world with the overlord Xiang Yu. The great ancestor Liu Bang broke an arrow to kill the enemy, initiated the order of breaking arrows, and finally killed Xiang Yu on the bank of Wujiang River. Two hundred years ago, the great Han Empire
At a critical moment, Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu turned the tide and ordered the Broken Arrow to annihilate Wang Mang's rebellion and revive the empire. The Broken Arrow has since become the military soul of the Han Empire. Once the Broken Arrow is released, the imperial army must not take a step back!
"Long live my emperor!" Cao Cao held the sword in his hand and felt an indescribable passion that filled his mind and filled his eyes in an instant. He seemed to see another picture of a magnificent era slowly emerging in front of his eyes.
Once the broken arrow is released, it can only advance but not retreat!
"Once the broken arrow comes out, we can only advance but not retreat! Long live the empire!" Cao Cao is roaring, Zhu Jun is roaring, and Dong Zhuo's Xiliang cavalry is also roaring! In the Han Empire, the princes have their own agendas, but the army of the empire has the same
Glory, they have the same military spirit!
"For the glory of the Han Empire! Long live my emperor!" Huangfu Song burst into tears and raised the broken arrow in his trembling hand.
The leaders of the various rebel armies looked at the broken arrow held high by Huangfu Song. They could feel the soul-stirring power released from the broken arrow by this important official of the imperial court!
"Long live the Han Empire!" Zhang Fei, who had not yet fully recovered, raised his eight-foot-long snake spear, Guan Yu raised his Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit. Liu Bei raised his swords with one hand and shouted in the air!
The 200,000 Qinwang rebels were boiling. Under the waving of the "Huangfu" flag, there was no need to say anything at this time. The 200,000 rebels roared and swarmed towards the north gate of Xiangcheng like a huge wave. They knew that,
The glory of the Han Empire needs them to defend, and the Han Empire needs them!
"For the glory of the Han Empire! Long live my emperor!" the voice resounded through the sky. In this turbulent era, although the Han Empire has long lost its glory of the past, the glory and dignity of the empire are still strong.
Engraved in the hearts of all warriors.
He Jin, who issued the order of the dagger, still stood on the general platform with his head held high. At this moment, all his strength seemed to be concentrated on his hands. It seemed that the sword that he was leaning on the ground was the only thing that could keep him standing.
pillar.
Looking up at the huge dragon flag embroidered with "Han Empire" fluttering in the wind behind him, He Jin took a deep breath. "As long as the dragon flag of our Han Empire does not fall, there is absolutely no possibility of our Han army failing! Yellow Turban Thief,
Your end has come!"
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