This is the first time Qin Yang has shed tears since he came to the Three Kingdoms era. It’s not that he doesn’t know what the winner is king, and he also knows what it means to eat the weak and the strong, but he can’t stand it! Massacre without mercy is inhumane.
The crazy killing made a ball of rushing flames rise in his chest! No matter when and where, the dying old people and fragile children are used to protect, but now in Qin Yang, this dignified Yellow Turban Ming King wants a group of old people.
The weak sacrifice their lives to protect.
Qin Yang became angry, and amid his furious roars, yellow spells rose into the sky. Each spell was filled with Qin Yang's anger, and every spell was burned by this anger and radiated bright light!
"King Kong comes to this world! Kill all evil spirits!"
Amidst the deafening roar, the situation outside Xiangcheng suddenly changed. With the loud "rumbling" sound like thunder, the spells rising around Qin Yang instantly turned into giants like iron towers!
"Roar!" These giants roared up to the sky. They seemed to feel the anger of the summoner, and their eyes were burning with thick anger. This flame seemed to burn everything in front of them!
"It's the Yellow Turban Warriors! His Highness King Ming takes action! The Yellow Turban Army will win! Long live King Ming!" After seeing these giants, the warriors in Houtu camp cheered wildly like the earth was shattering! At this moment, there seemed to be something more in their eyes,
That is the power of faith. They believe that as long as the Yellow Turban King is here, then their Yellow Turban Army will be invincible!
"Long live the Yellow Turban! Long live King Ming!" The thunderous roar was as loud as the mountains and the tsunami. Flames were burning in the eyes of the soldiers in the Houtu camp. Facing the swords and guns held high by the rebels, they were fearless. They began to use their flesh and blood to attack the endless swords in front of them.
Shan Jian Hai launched a charge like a wave.
"Are these the Yellow Turban thieves who do all kinds of evil?..." The cold sword edge was placed on the neck of a boy who was only about twelve years old. Liu Bei's hands were trembling. He didn't understand that he was facing someone who could kill him at any time.
How could an enemy in a different place have such a heartbreaking feeling?
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"The officers and soldiers killed my parents, and His Highness Prince Ming is my benefactor! I am not afraid of death. It is my honor to sacrifice for His Highness Prince Ming!" The childish voice echoed in Liu Bei's ears. The young man saw Liu Bei's hesitation and said,
But he had no fear in the face of death.
Liu Bei gritted his teeth and pursed his thin lips fiercely. He was not a beast. He had not forgotten the purpose of raising an army. He had not forgotten the oath he made with his two brothers in the peach garden. Was he wrong? Did I
Are you saving people?
Liu Bei gently knocked out the young man in front of him with his sword. Then he looked at the corpses and the blood-soaked soil at his feet, and he felt hesitant in his heart.
"Yellow Turban Army, Yellow Turban King Ming, what method did you use to make these most simple people willing to sacrifice for you? Could it be that it was not you who was wrong? It was us..."
"Brother, what's wrong with you?!" Seeing Liu Bei hanging his head on the battlefield and saying nothing, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei immediately rushed to his side and asked with concern.
"Second brother, third brother..." Liu Bei looked at the two living and dead brothers beside him, and his heart became even more confused.
After a long time, Liu Bei took a long breath and said: "Let's go home. No more fighting..."
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were startled, looking at Liu Bei's disappointed eyes. Guan Yu nodded and said: "I listen to my elder brother, let's go home and drink!"
"Lao San, take our people and go home!"
"Oh...Okay! Let's go home. It's been a long time since we brothers had a good drink! Brothers, come with us and go home!" Zhang Fei picked up the eight-foot-long snake spear and shouted at the ones they brought.
The rebels trotted to catch up with Liu Bei and Guan Yu, shouting loudly. The three figures who could influence the entire era gradually moved away amidst the deafening sound of fighting.
"Report to the general, the rebels under Liu Bei have escaped!"
"Liu Bei?" Huangfu Song, who was directing the battle, raised his eyebrows, and then he remembered the three powerful fighters who fought against the Yellow Turban warriors in the Battle of Yingchuan not long ago.
"Ignore them and keep charging!"
After the soldiers went down, Huangfusong looked at the south and let out a long sigh, "Liu Bei, you are a talent. But in this troubled world, your compassion will probably bring you a lot of trouble..."
Under the banner of the Yellow Turban King Ming, Qin Yang leaned weakly on the flagpole. Guan Hai and more than ten Yellow Turban Army guards firmly supported the banner and Qin Yang, and stood ready.
"Send an order to the whole army. If any enemy general named Liu Bei, Guan Yu or Zhang Fei is found, be careful...kill them with all your strength..." Qin Yang did not know that Liu Bei had left at this time. At this time, he was extremely weak and his face was extremely pale.
"Don't worry, Your Highness! No matter who Liu Bei or Guan Yu is, I will chop one of them down with Guan Hai!" Guan Hai made an empty chop with the sword in his hand, but his eyes looking at Qin Yang were filled with deep worry.
Although Qin Yang felt that the power in his body had become more abundant since he broke the seal on the bronze bracelet in front of Lu Bu, but just summoning fifteen "King Kong" in one breath in a rage had completely drained the essence from his body.
Empty. At this moment, Qin Yang only felt that his body was weak and weak. Even a child could easily knock him down.
After listening to Guan Hai's words, Qin Yang did not speak, but smiled weakly. He had tried his best. The banner of the Yellow Turban Army could not fall, and he, the Yellow Turban Ming King, could not fall. If it wanted to fall, he would
Let's fall together...
With the withdrawal of Liu Bei and others, the King Kong summoned by Qin Yang entered the battle. The sudden change caused the rebels who came to the rescue and the Houtu camp who fought with vigor to compete with each other. The two sides were able to hold a stalemate in Xiangcheng.
Down.
At this time, Ma Yuanyi had long lost his usual elegant demeanor. He was waving a long sword in his hand and covered in blood. From time to time, he drew spells around him. Earth walls and elusive earth thorns appeared out of thin air, which devoured the oncoming rebels.
suffering.
"The yellow turban rebels will be punished by death!" Huangfusong had already discovered where Ma Yuanyi was and rushed to the area first.
"Huangfu? Are you Huangfu Song?" Ma Yuanyi raised his eyebrows, looked at the big flag behind Huangfu Song, and casually pierced a rebel soldier beside him with his sword.
"It's me, General! As a man of great rank, you don't know how to serve the country. Don't you know any sense of shame?"
"Hahahaha..." Ma Yuanyi laughed loudly, "Now you know that we are the people of the Han Dynasty? Why don't you know that we are the people of the Han Dynasty when corrupt officials are rampant and we feed the common people? Why don't you say anything about us when the people have nothing to do but exchange children for food?
Are you the people of the Han Dynasty? Now that you are afraid, you want to trick us with the nonsense about the people of the Han Dynasty? Then let me tell you with my sword, what is the real people of the Han Dynasty!"
"Death to the traitor!" Huangfu Song was speechless for a moment after being told by Ma Yuanyi. He couldn't help but shook the spear in his hand in anger, and suddenly a powerful fighting spirit followed the spear and stabbed Ma Yuanyi!
"Stone shield!" Ma Yuanyi moved his left hand, and a talisman suddenly came out. With a "boom", Huangfu Song's spear suddenly pierced a stone shield that appeared out of thin air.
"Huangfu Song, you claim to be an emperor in vain, but you actually raised the butcher's knife against your own people! Today I will get rid of you, a fool like you!" Ma Yuanyi became angrier as he spoke, waving his sleeves, and suddenly launched several attacks.
The talisman went straight to Huangfu Song.
Facing the talisman master, Huangfu Song did not dare to neglect, and his whole body suddenly surged with fighting energy. The spear in his hand danced like a windmill, and violent fighting energy spread out, sending sand and rocks flying within a few meters, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The generals of the two armies were fighting fiercely on the battlefield, and the soldiers on both sides were also fighting to the death. Each side has its own beliefs, the same determination, the same tenacity. Heaven and Hell
There was only a slight difference, and both sides had tried their best. For the generals and soldiers who fought hard, victory or defeat was no longer something they could consider.
"Look, Your Highness! There seems to be something unexpected happening to the enemy's central army!"
Guan Hai's exclamation jolted Qin Yang, who was already on the verge of collapse. After taking a look at the Chinese military command station where He Jin was in the distance, Qin Yang suddenly felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart.
"Guo Jia, good job! I thought your kid ran away! We won! We won!" Qin Yang waved his fist with all his strength and shouted excitedly.
Although separated by a wide battlefield, everyone could vaguely see that the huge commanding platform of the army was slowly moving, and the big Han dragon flag fluttering in the wind was like weeds fluttering in the strong wind, crumbling!
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