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    In the battle of Sanxiaolin, the Yellow Turban Army relied on the overwhelming power of the divine machine crossbow and the incomparable defensive power of the soldiers in the Houtu Camp.  Lian Po's 20,000 wild goose feather guards and 30,000 demon troops were like evil beasts trapped in a cage. Even though they struggled hard, they could not escape the fate of being tortured and killed in the end.

    In the breeze, little bits of blood mist slowly floated on the battlefield.  The broken battle flags and mountains of corpses, under the setting sun, made the scene even more desolate at dusk.

    It was already dusk when the battle started, but when the battlefield gradually became quiet, the setting sun had not completely set.

    Defeated, Lian Po never thought that the Yanling Guards, whom he was so proud of, would be so vulnerable to the divine crossbow, and would be defeated so quickly and completely.  Is this the true power of the divine machine crossbow?

    It was not until this moment that Lian Po realized how wrong he was.  What he once destroyed under Hong Wei were just some fakes.  The true divine machine crossbow is worthy of the title of cavalry nemesis!

    "The sun is fading, I'm really old Ahem" Lian Po, whose light golden battle armor had been stained with blood, his face covered with smoke, and his beard and hair stained with blood, coughed twice and glanced at the setting sun on the horizon.  , the words are full of loneliness.

    At this moment, Lian Po is no longer the high-spirited and powerful person he was not long ago.  On his shoulders and the sides of his thighs, there were blood grooves deep enough to show the bones, which were caused by the astonishingly powerful divine machine crossbow.  Even though he is a powerful God of War, but under the siege of Houtuying warriors with astonishing defensive power and the extremely powerful divine machine crossbows, he has only one option: surrender to the battlefield.

    "General Lian Po, you are not old, it's just that you took the wrong path. You went against the will of heaven and killed demons. It was not me, Pang Tong, who defeated you. It was the sky." A faint voice sounded, and a long-robed scribe quietly  Standing quietly on a high place outside the encirclement, quietly looking at Lian Po who was deeply surrounded.

    Hearing the voice, Lian Po slowly turned his head, and a pair of falcon-like eyes suddenly shot out two points of cold light, "Are you Pang Tong?"

    Pang Tong nodded and signaled the surrounding soldiers to temporarily stop attacking.  He put his hands behind his back and said, "Yes, I am the Sima Shangqing and Pang Tong who serve under His Majesty Emperor Ming of the Ming Empire."

    "Okay, you're fine" Lian Po nodded, his expression changing from pale to calm.  He puffed up his chest and said: "After I was reborn, I heard a rumor in the world that if one of the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks were born, the world would be settled. Now it seems that you really have some abilities."

    Pang Tong shook his head slightly and said: "This is General Lian's mistake. It is the hero who makes the world safe, and the sleeping dragon and the phoenix are just supporting him. Even if he is a genius, if there is no clear master above, there will be no popular support below.  . There is no peace in this world."

    When Lian Po heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter, looked up at the sky, and said loudly: "It is the hero and the people who can secure the world? So that's it! It seems that I, Lian Po, once again traveled between heaven and earth this time, and it was indeed not in vain."  , I finally understand why our majestic Zhao Empire lost to the barbarian Qin State in the west!"

    ? said.  Lian Po threw the blood-stained sword to the ground, held his head high and said, "Come on, kill me, and ask for credit from your Majesty."

    Lian Po has given up resistance. In his opinion, even if he is given tens of thousands more troops at this moment, he will not be able to escape from the siege.  and.  Pang Tong's words couldn't help but resonate with him.  Although his mind was completely affected by the Demon Lord at this time, he vaguely felt that what the Demon Army did was indeed a bit excessive.  then.  A ball of ambition arose spontaneously from the bottom of Lian Po's heart, which made this ancient hero who was famous throughout the ages go to his death with emotion.

    "There's no need to ask for credit. If General Lian is willing to find his way back and turn from darkness to light, I would be even more gratified." At this moment, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of the soldiers in the Houtu camp as if teleporting.  The speaker looked at Lian Po with his eyes closed and his head raised with a smile.

    As soon as these words came out, Lian Po didn't react much, but Pang Tong, Bai Rao, Tao Sheng and other Yellow Turban generals were all shocked.  After seeing this person clearly, a dumbfounded expression appeared on his face.

    "Sima Shangqing and Pang Tong, please see your Majesty!"

    "The Houtu Camp is Tao Sheng, the Shenji Camp is in vain, see your Majesty! Long live my emperor!"

    "Long live my emperor!" As Pang Tong and others prostrated themselves, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield suddenly woke up and shouted, "Long live the emperor!" The voice of "Long live" resounded throughout the countryside.

    "Qin Yang?!" Lian Po, who had closed his eyes to die, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the smiling man in black robe in front of him in disbelief, and said in surprise.  Not only did he recognize Qin Yang, but the white-robed general beside Qin Yang even went head-to-head with him at Hulao Pass, regardless of victory or defeat.

    With a smile on his face, Qin Yang first said to everyone, "Ping Shen." Then he turned his head and smiled at Lian Po: "Old General Lian, I just heard the general's generous words, so Qin Yang showed up to see him.""Since the general knows that God's will is the will of the people, why don't you join hands with me to bring peace to the world?"

    There was silence all around, His Majesty Emperor Ming came in person, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were all excited.  At this moment, seeing Qin Yang opening his mouth to recruit Lian Po, everyone turned their attention to Lian Po.

    "Hand in hand?" Lian Po's expression froze, as if he was deep in thought.  But just a moment later, he raised his head again, his eyes filled with a strong will to die.

    "I, Lian Po, belong to His Majesty the Demon Emperor. It is absolutely impossible for me to leave the Lord! Long live His Majesty the Demon Emperor! Long live the Great Demon Empire! Haha, hahahaha" Suddenly, Lian Po  It was as if he was going crazy, laughing wildly and shouting long live.  Just like a devout and fanatical believer, he shouted the name of the devil.

    "Your Majesty" Zhao Yun couldn't help frowning when he saw Lian Po acting like this, feeling a little unbearable.

    Qin Yang also sighed and said lightly: "The devil has reborn these veterans and has planted the devil's will deeply in their minds. Once they have the slightest hint of rebellion, they will be driven mad by the devil's will.  What a pity for this generation of famous generals"

    While Qin Yang and Zhao Yun were talking, Lian Po had stopped laughing.  He was seen holding his head in his hands, like a child who had done something wrong, and suddenly squatted on the ground. When he raised his head again, a look of extreme pain appeared on his face.

    "Qin, Qin Yang, kill me" Lian Po's voice trembled, as if he was enduring great pain.  His face was already slightly older.  At this moment, it suddenly seemed like it had gone through vicissitudes of life for decades, which made people feel a little unbearable.

    "General Lian Po" Qin Yang sighed, then stretched out his hand to draw out his sword, took a few steps forward and handed it to Lian Po, and said softly: "The general is a hero, Qin Yang is not worthy of killing you, and no one in the world can kill you.  Got it General. This sword. It's the only thing I can do for General."

    "Many, thank you!" Lian Po took the sword tremblingly, but his eyes were full of gratitude.  Being able to kill himself in the midst of thousands of troops is Lian Po's best choice at the moment.

    Qin Yang nodded slightly, then turned around, unable to bear to look at Lian Po's painful expression anymore.  Just listen.  Behind him, the battle armor made a "clatter" sound, and Lian Po stood up despite the pain.

    "His Majesty Emperor Ming! If there is an afterlife, Lian will definitely join hands with His Majesty to create a peaceful and prosperous age!"

    A long roar sounded, followed by blood splattering.  The sharp sword severely cut Lian Po's throat.  His majestic voice suddenly stopped, and the bright red blood flew like an arrow, instantly dyeing the robe and the earth red.

    Lian Po looked like a statue of the God of War, standing there with his eyes wide open, looking up to the sky and roaring.  Stand firm.  Even the Yellow Turban Army soldiers who had been fighting with him unconsciously felt a sense of reverence in their hearts.  The long sword falls to the ground, but the body does not fall; the star falls, but the hero's soul remains forever!

    Slowly turning around, Qin Yang looked at Lian Po's eyes looking up to the sky and sighed in his heart.  He whispered: "General Lianpo, ashes will return to ashes, and soil will return to earth. May the general's heroic spirit remain forever. If there is an afterlife, Qin Yang will definitely gallop with the general."

    "Plop!" There was a sound just as Qin Yang finished speaking.  Lian Po's body suddenly shook slightly, and he fell on his back on the ground. His wide eyes had been closed at some point, and there seemed to be a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

    Qin Yang walked aside silently, bent down to pick up Lian Po's sword, placed it gently next to Lian Po, and then said loudly: "Pang Tong, I order you to build a hero's tomb for General Lian Po for the world to pay tribute to.  In this battle, Houtu Camp and Shenji Camp both made great contributions! When Hongwei is captured, the entire army will immediately move to Hangu Pass. I will then discuss the merits and reward them!"

    "Yes! Long live my emperor, long live!" Pang Tong, Tao Sheng and other generals immediately accepted the order, and the officers and soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army present cheered and shouted long live.

    Amid the cheers, Zhao Yun walked to Qin Yang and whispered: "Your Majesty, now that we have appeared here, the Hangu Pass camp will definitely get the news. Then we"

    Qin Yang pondered slightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the war here is over, Pang Tong will naturally return to Hangu Pass to take charge. Jia Xu should arrive in a few days, and there will be no changes in Liang's army. We will still follow the original plan  I plan to go to the other side of Sanjiao Mountain to have a look."

    "But Bai Qi" Zhao Yun frowned.  In fact, Zhao Yun was not too worried about the generals of the Yellow Turban Army, because no matter Qin Yang was present or not, as long as Qin Yang's military orders were there, these generals would not dare to disobey Qin Yang's orders no matter how cheerful they shouted.  But if Bai Qi knew that Qin Yang was not in charge of the army, it would be in danger.

    "Bai Qi" A faint smile appeared on Qin Yang's face, and he said meaningfully: "Bai Qi won't be fine, but I'm a little worried about Lao Xi and Guo Jia. Although they  I have read all the battle reports, but I still feel a little uneasy"

    Qin Yang squinted his eyes, but at this moment, an extremely vague image appeared in his mindfigure.  Thinking of this figure, Qin Yang couldn't help but murmured: "Since that guy is here too, I'm afraid he's not just here to watch the show"

    To the east of Sanxiao Mountain, dozens of miles to the north, is the land of ancient Mianchi.  During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Mianchi had always been a place where princes gathered for alliance, but since the Qin Dynasty unified the world, this place has gradually been abandoned.

    It is not until now that Sun Bin leads the Meizong Army to station here that Mianchi appears again in the sight of the world.

    Sun Bin’s camp was very strangely arranged, although from the outside, it looked almost the same as an ordinary camp.  But once someone dares to approach the camp gate, they will fall into an abyss of eternal destruction.  It is precisely because of this that in front of the gate of the camp, a large flag is erected high with the four characters "There is no return" written on it.

    In this camp, stationed are 15,000 of Sun Bin's elite troops.  As for the remaining 25,000 demonic troops under his command, they camped on the west side of the camp, relying on Sanxiao Mountain.

    Camping close to a mountain is very dangerous. Not only must we prevent the enemy from going around the mountain to attack from a high position, but we must also prevent fire attacks when the weather is dry.  And Sun Bin seemed not to care about the life or death of the twenty-five thousand demon army.  Don't think about it at all.  In Sun Bin's eyes, the ordinary demon army is nothing more than cannon fodder, and only the fifteen thousand mysterious troops under his command are the real main force in the battle.

    Xi Zhicai's military camp is very close to Sun Bin's two military camps. The 10,000 infantry and 800 enemy camps are all in the camp, and they form the three endpoints of an equilateral triangle with Sun Bin's two camps.  This is also done to prevent one's own side from being flanked when its military strength is weaker than that of the other side.  It can also effectively observe the movements of the two camps.

    In the main tent of the Chinese army, Xi Zhicai, Gao Shun and Zhang Liao were sitting opposite each other.  Between the three of them is a huge marching sand table.  At this moment, the sand table was densely covered with small red and white flags.  Red represents the Yellow Turban Army, while white represents the Demon Army.  At a glance, it is obvious that the small red flags only account for one-third of all the small flags on the sand table.  But a small flag marked with the word "trap" has entered a sea of ??white flags.

    Zhang Liao was holding a bowl of wine and drinking it.  While watching the movements in the sand table.  The biggest advantage of marching with Xi Zhicai is that alcohol is never prohibited in the army.  Because Xi Zhicai, the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, is a drunkard and a drunkard.

    At this moment, Xi Zhicai was holding a wine gourd, pouring strong liquor into his throat as if he wanted no money, but the corner of his eye kept glancing at the small "trap" flag that Gao Shun had just picked up on the sand table.

    And beside Gao Shun.  There is only a bowl of water.  Contrary to Xi Zhicai, Gao Shun and the sergeants who were trapped in the camp he trained never drank alcohol during the march.  The formation of troops is an extremely precise operation, especially in Gao Shun's 800 camp. Every soldier plays an extremely important role. If there is even a slight mistake, the lives of all 800 people will be in danger.

    ??In the lowered eyes.  Red light flashes.  Gao Shun held the "trap" flag in his hand and seemed a little hesitant. Among the white flags around him, his "trap" flag appeared.  Just like a canoe floating in the sea, it seems that it will be submerged and destroyed by any wind and waves.

    "I said, Lao Gao, seeing how troublesome you think it is, why don't you take a sip too?" Xi Zhicai said, shaking the wine gourd in his hand. As he spoke, a stream of alcohol odor spewed out, filling the entire tent.

    Gao Shun ignored Xi Zhicai, but with a flash of red in his eyes, he firmly and powerfully inserted the red "trap" flag between the two white flags with his palms.

    "Huh?" Xi Zhicai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gao Shun, then shook his head and said: "I said, Lao Gao, if you march like this, wouldn't you be surrounded by these two armies?! This is  You are seeking death."

    As he said that, Xi Zhicai waved his hand and moved the two white flags towards the small "trap" flag, just in time to surround the "trap" flag from both sides.  At this time, behind the small "trapped" flag, more than ten white flags had blocked the way back.  There are six small flags waiting in front, like a huge pocket, waiting for the "trapped" flags to enter.

    Gao Shun did not speak, but very quickly pulled out the two white flags that Xi Zhicai had moved over, and then threw them aside. There seemed to be a gloomy look on his face.

    "Here, what are you doing?! Are you" Xi Zhicai stopped and pointed at the "trapped" flag and shouted.

    Gao Shun said in a deep voice: "The five thousand troops besieging the rear are eight hundred meters away from our army. The troops in the front are in a defensive counterattack formation, and the Lost Army is all infantry. In this gap, our army has nearly two minutes of  time."

    Xi Zhicai took a sip of wine and retorted: "Do you think you can wipe out Sun Bin's thousand mysterious troops in two minutes? Are you underestimating Sun Bin too much?!"

    Gao Shun said proudly: "Although there are only eight hundred sergeants in our camp, they are all elite."?I'll fight for 200 casualties. It doesn't take two minutes, just one minute, to deal with these missing soldiers!  "

    "Two hundred casualties?! You have to think clearly, then your effective combat power when trapped in the lost formation is less than five hundred." Xi Zhicai said in a deep voice.

    Gao Shun nodded, and then moved the "trap" flag to the right. The red "trap" flag instantly broke away from the surrounding dozens of white flags, and on the opposite side of it, there was already a gap between it and the largest white flag.  No more barriers.

    Gao Shun finished moving and said: "With less than a minute left, I can break away from the siege and face Sun Bin directly!"

    Xi Zhicai frowned slightly and said: "Even if you face Sun Bin directly, Sun Bin is not an ordinary person. How can you fight against him with less than 500 combat power?!"

    Gao Shun was startled, looked up at Xi Zhicai and said, "I only care about breaking the formation, isn't it your business to fight the enemy?!"

    "I" Xi Zhicai choked on Gao Shun's words and almost spit out a mouthful of wine.  Isn't this Gao Shun just sending himself to Sun Bin and not caring about anything else?!

    Gao Shunyan said decisively: "At this point, my trapped camp has no fighting power. Whether we can kill Sun Bin or not depends on you and General Zhang. I have just reached the stage of transforming into a beast with Dou Qi, and I am not strong enough."

    "You" Xi Zhicai almost turned his nose in anger, relying on himself and Zhang Liao?!  Opposite are 15,000 Mizong troops, and Sun Bin, who has never been defeated in a fight with Pang Tong!  In this case, even if you rush to the opponent's center, it will be of no use.

    Zhang Liao on the side suddenly remembered something at this moment, frowned and said: "Mr. Xi, General Gao. I suddenly remembered something Do you think Sun Bin will give us a fake formation diagram to lure us into his palace?"  In the formation?"

    Hearing this, Xi Zhicai shook his head and said: "No, Sun Bin is very conceited about his formations. Gao Shun and I are both good at setting up formations, so we naturally understand that the formation master has his own pride. Since he can  If you send us a formation map to break the formation, you won't use a fake formation map to trap us. It's just"

    When Xi Zhicai said this, he hesitated and said: "It's just that I just act in my own way, but I am not Sun Bin after all. Moreover, even if we really charge into the Chinese army, our combat power will be slightly weaker."  insufficient……"

    "It doesn't matter if you don't have enough combat power. Didn't I send combat power to you? With me and Zilong here, I'm afraid it won't be a problem to deal with a thousand and eight hundred people, right?" Just when the big tent fell into silence, suddenly an extremely relaxed person  The sound suddenly sounded.

    "Your Majesty?!" The three people in the tent couldn't help but their eyes lit up when they heard this. As the business stopped, the curtain of the Chinese army's tent was suddenly opened, and the two people walked in one after the other.
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