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Volume 1: The White Body and the Poor Family Chapter 202: Numbers in the Ten Thousands

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    The two cavalrymen galloped across the ground, dust flying and the ground shaking.  The eight thousand thieves were all swordsmen and gunmen. When they saw two cavalrymen rushing towards them, they did not retreat but faced them. Their eyes glowed red, giving people the feeling that they had been hungry for dozens of days and suddenly saw them.  A hungry wolf of flesh and blood.

    Xiahou Dun, who was on the left, took the lead and shot out a gun, stabbing a thief in the left shoulder. However, Xiahou Dun did not hear the scream that he expected. The stabbed thief roared fiercely, and his strength was actually greater than that of an ordinary person.  times, and grabbed Xiahou Dun's weapon with his backhand.  [Registered members of Piaotian Literature recommend this work.]

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    Immediately after, five or six more thieves rushed towards him. Xiahou Dun quickly swung his gun to kill him. The shadow of the gun danced. What surprised Xiahou Dun was that these thieves seemed to be unaware of the pain. They did not let out any screams. They only roared, and besides  Except for a few thieves who died after being stabbed in vital parts by him, the others, although they were shot, were a little crazier than before and threw themselves at Xiahou Dun's side.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  !

    This was the cry of pain from Xiahou Dun's horse when he sat down. Two thieves unexpectedly rushed towards him. Instead of attacking Xiahou Dun, they used their mouths to bite off the flesh of Xiahou Dun's horse.  Xiahou Dun sat down and his horse bounced and exploded. Xiahou Dun calmed the horse while quickly attacking the surrounding thieves.

    Unless these thieves are killed, they will continue to attack without knowing the pain.  After Xiahou Dun spent a lot of effort to kill these five or six thieves, he was already sweating profusely. At this time, more than a dozen thieves rushed in.  Xiahou Dun's face was dark and he did not dare to relax even a little bit, and strangled himself with the thieves.

    Immediately afterwards, the cavalry behind Xiahou Dun arrived and fought with the rebels.  They all encountered the same situation as Xiahou Dun. Without exception, these thieves were like ghost soldiers without pain, attacking wildly and bloodyly.  Unless they are killed until they can no longer die, they will continue to attack while they are still breathing.

    Originally, it would have been a one-sided battle for the cavalry to encounter the infantry with swords and spears, but what was shocking was that Xiahou Dun's cavalry was so killed by these thieves with swords and spears that they were unable to move forward and were even on the verge of being killed.  On the other side, Cao Chun faced almost the same battle situation as Xiahou Dun.

    Cao Cao frowned deeply. He couldn't understand this strange battle situation, but now he couldn't think about it any more. He waved his sword and led the remaining three thousand troops to charge forward.

    However, Cao Cao did not attack head-on, but bypassed the side and detoured behind the rebel army.  These bandits were fighting fiercely with Xiahou Dun and Cao Chun's troops, and they seemed not to notice that a group of troops was approaching their rear.

    "It's just as I thought. These thieves are insane!"

    Cao Cao led the army and successfully reached the rear of the rebel army. Cao Cao looked at the rebel army not far ahead and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.  After they arrived, except for some thieves at the back who spotted them and immediately rushed towards them like crazy, they did not alert the surrounding robes, so the other thieves were still unaware.

    These thieves seem to have only the thought of killing in their minds.  Even some of the most basic things have been forgotten!

    "kill!"

    Cao Cao swung his sharp sword, a simple and powerful word "kill", which immediately made the entire army lose their killing intent.  Three thousand soldiers rushed forward with the four generals Cao Cao, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, and Xia Houyuan.  They held their cold guns high, lined up in a row, ran quickly, and stabbed the thieves in the back one after another, row after row.

    Cao Cao led his army to cover up the enemy from behind, and the rebel army was immediately killed and in chaos. The already chaotic formation now became even more chaotic.  However, the personal combat power of these bandits far exceeds that of ordinary people. Even if they are disadvantageous in every aspect, they can still fight equally with Cao Cao's troops.  These thieves are extremely annoying. Even if their hands and feet are cut off, they can still fight. They use all the organs in their bodies to attack with their head, mouth, and feet.

    The more Cao Cao killed, the more he felt that this bandit army had transcended the category of human beings. Even if he could successfully destroy this bandit army at this rate, he would probably suffer a lot of losses.

    "Meng De, don't panic! I'm here to be extraordinary!"

    At this moment, Wen Han arrived with his army, and with him came another five thousand Xiliang troops led by Dong Zhuo's general Niu Fu.  Wen Han, who had been paying attention to the battle situation, noticed the madness of this bandit army, and feared that Cao Cao's troops would suffer heavy losses, so he quickly asked Lu Zhi to fight.  Lu Zhi immediately agreed, and Dong Zhuo also expressed his willingness to send his troops to help.

    With the addition of Wen Han and Niu Fu, the defeat of the bandits was certain, but these bandits showed no fear and were still fighting the enemy crazily.  Not a single deserter or surrenderer appeared.  The war will not end until the last person dies.

    Cao Cao's face was blood red and he was panting. This battle?The tragedy was beyond his imagination.

    "Moreover, Cao Cao thought that if he hadn't discovered the mental flaws of this bandit army just now, he did not choose to engage in a head-on confrontation, but instead went to the rear to attack, occupying a certain advantage in the situation.  Otherwise, it is very likely that he will be defeated by this crazy bandit army.

    "What kind of magic is cast on this horn that can make an army of soldiers and horses become so terrifying that they don't know pain or fear, and only have the desire to kill!"

    Cao Cao wiped the blood from his face and turned to look at Guangzong City.

    At this time, on the Guangzong city wall.  Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, Bo Cai, Peng Tuo and others were watching the battle on the city wall.  As the battle situation changed, the expressions of several people changed.

    "What a pity. Why didn't God let us help in the battle just now? It was a great opportunity just now. If we had led the rescue in time, we would not have been easily defeated by the imperial army."

    "Peng Tuo, shut up! God has his own ideas! God's magic is indeed boundless, and a little show of power can make these eight thousand people so powerful.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out God, if all the heavenly troops in Guangzong City were to use this method, I am afraid that it would be hard not to defeat that old man like Lu Zhi!  "

    Bo Cai looked at Zhang Jiao with a face full of enthusiasm. The battle just now made Bo Cai's confidence greatly increased, and his admiration for Zhang Jiao reached a whole new level!  It's simply amazing. If you have an army that doesn't know pain or fear, it would be difficult to achieve great things!

    Not only Bo Cai, many thieves in Guangzong City saw the battle just now. They were all talking about it and their fighting spirit was high. Their confidence, which had been hit by the imperial troops in the past few months, was restored again.  Moreover, Zhang Jiao's prestige is even greater than before.

    Premise: Many people have begun to question whether Zhang Jiao is a god sent by the gods in the world.  But after this battle, these doubts have long since disappeared.

    However, compared to the enthusiasm of Bo Cai and others, Zhang Bao could not bear it. He waved his hand and said.

    "Bocai Pengtuo, please retreat first. I have some important matters to discuss with God."

    "Yes! General Digong!"

    As the second-in-command of the Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Bao has a very high prestige. Bocai Pengtuo immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted, while Nuonuo retreated.

    "Brother, have you really decided to use this medicine to fight to the death with old man Lu Zhi? This"

    "Is it inhumane?"

    As Bocai and Pengtuo left, only two brothers, Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao, were left on a corner of the city wall.  Zhang Bao pondered, but Zhang Jiao said what he didn't dare to say.

    "My eldest brother actually feels the same way, so why do I still do it? Once these drugs are taken, the side effects will be huge in the later period. Even if they don't exhaust their vitality and die, they will become crazy."

    "Brother, to achieve great things, there must be sacrifices. I ask you, how many people are there in the world?"

    A gust of breeze blew by, causing Zhang Jue's long hair to flutter. Zhang Jue looked far, far away, not knowing where he was, and asked Zhang Bao in a deep voice.

    Zhang Bao made a rough calculation, his heart trembled, and he seemed to understand what Zhang Jiao meant.

    "Brother, there are nearly tens of millions of them!"

    "Tens of tens of millions. Today's imperial court is incompetent, with heavy taxes every year, and the people have no land to cultivate, so they are forced to sell their wives and children. Although we cannot say that everything we do is for the people of the world. But in this generation  It has become turbid and unclear, and it needs a powerful force to clean it up, turn things around, and return the world to a clean world.

    "Otherwise, I'm afraid, millions of people will have to live in this hot water life for who knows how many years."  And second brother, the people of the world have been under pressure for a long time. We have taken the lead and started the rebellion. Many people are secretly observing us. If we win, they will follow the trend, but once we lose,  , they will act on their own and bring trouble to the world.

    " Moreover, the eyeing princes in various states and counties have long seen that the Han Dynasty court has reached the end of its illness, and all of them are secretly preparing to replace it.

    "At this moment, if we win the victory of Guangzong and subdue all the forces in the world that are ready to move, we can become the largest force in the world.

    When the time comes, we, the Yellow Turban Heavenly Army, will be able to intimidate the princes of the Han Dynasty, so that they dare not act rashly. If we can win over them with benefits, we can quickly seize the world and end the war.  Otherwise, the war will continue and it will be difficult to end within a hundred years.  Tens of millions of people, for three generations, have to suffer from a hundred years of war!  !
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