Just as he took action, Jing Xin grabbed him and smiled and said, "Brother Wang Cheng, you just captured the enemy general alive and made a great contribution. I haven't killed the general for a long time. Can you give this opportunity to me?"

Wang Cheng was stunned, but he never expected that there would be such a thing as giving merit in the battle on this battlefield.

After a moment of stammering, he smiled generously and said, "We are born and die, so we naturally have the word "righteousness". This skill will be given to Brother Jing Xin."

Jing Xin couldn't help but be overjoyed, patted Wang Cheng's shoulder and praised: "Brother Wang Cheng is indeed loyal. Thank you. I have accepted this head brother. After the war, I will go to my brother to have a drink."

"Okay, I heard that there are several jars of Jiangdong wine hidden in Brother Jingxin, and I am just about to ask for a few drinks."

"No problem, drink as much as you want, brother, I'll take care of my fullness."

The two of them actually chatted leisurely on this battlefield, as if Li Kui was just an insignificant ant, and he could kill him with a slight pinch.

Just as they were talking nonsense, a red and red shadow passed by them like a strong wind.

It was Da Qiao, who rode his horse like the wind, and his slender gun was carrying the power of the storm and rain, and he slashed Li Kui straight to him.

Li Kui, who was fighting hard, suddenly felt a murderous aura attacking. He looked up and saw a female general running towards him.

In an instant, Li Kui felt as if he had suffered great humiliation, and a gust of grief and anger erupted.

"It would be fine if I, Li Kui, died here today. You, a woman, want to kill me. How could I die so humiliate? Stinky woman, you are seeking death."

Before the word "death" was released, Da Qiao had already shot like fire. The gun was as fast as lightning, easily penetrated his defensive moves and came straight to his throat.

"This stinky woman's speed is so..." Li Kui was shocked, and his eyes were filled with shock. Obviously, he did not expect that there was such a female general with such a powerful martial arts in the Wei army, and the speed of the move was so fast that he could not react.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Just as he was shocked, Da Qiao had already passed by him like a flowing wind, and a blood light rose from behind him, and a hole was pierced by Chen Chen in the throat.

Li Kui, who was shot, held his pierced throat with both hands, and large streams of blood penetrated out from his five fingers. His eyes widened, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and his mouth made a hoarse whine.

After shaking, Li Kui fell down on the horse and died.

Da Qiao, who had killed the general with one move, glanced at the corpse on the ground with disdain, turned around, cut off Li Kui's head as if no one was around, and tied it to his horse, and got a credit.

The whole process was completed in one go, completely treating Jing Xin and the other two as if they were airless, and only saw the two of them angrily.

Jing Xin looked at Da Qiao, then Wang Cheng, and said in surprise: "This...what is going on? The kung fu we talked and the credit I got for me?"

"It seems...it seems right, Brother Jing Xin, you are a little slower." Wang Cheng could only smile helplessly.

Jing Xin reacted so much that he couldn't help but get angry and shouted at Da Qiao: "I said General Qiao, you are not kind enough, that guy's head is obviously mine, why did you take the credit?"

"Why is it yours?" Da Qiao gave him a blank look, pointed to the head and asked, "There is a word written on this guy's head, indicating that only you can cut it?"

Jing Xin was immediately choked back and didn't know how to answer.

Da Qiao ignored him, rode his horse and walked over by his side, swaggeringly, and walked towards Liao Hua's place.

Jing Xin came to his senses, looked unwilling, and shouted again: "I said General Qiao, there is no reason. Even if that guy doesn't write it on his head, then the credit should be mine. I have to talk to you about this..."

"Jing Xin, no matter how noisy you are, be careful, I will ask my maid to go back and deal with you!" Da Qiao turned around and glared at him fiercely, and used a "killing move".

Jing Xin immediately became like the eggplant beaten by frost, wilting into a soft and soft manner. He closed his mouth in a cowardly manner and did not dare to say anything again. He could only watch the meat that Da Qiao snatched from his mouth and left.

At this time, Wang Cheng came up and said curiously: "Brother Jing Xin, I heard people say that you married a beautiful and gentle concubine, and it wouldn't be the maid girl that General Qiao mentioned."

Jing Xin almost cried. He knew as soon as he heard that the rumors that Wang Cheng heard must have been made up by Zhang He and Taishi Ci and deliberately bury him.

"It's just a gentle and virtuous person, that's a tigress! All the people who came out of Qiaojia Village are my nemesis. I've really been in trouble for eight lifetimes!"

Jing Xin muttered unhappily, whipped the horse and rushed towards the general's banner with resentment.

"Tiger? But Brother Shubao clearly told me, Brother Jing Xin, you are very lucky, Brother Jing Xin, wait..." Wang Cheng murmured to himself and hurriedly chased after him.

Fifty steps away, Liao Hua had stopped chasing and immediately took a sword, admiring the bloody blood scrolls that were covered with corpses and blood flowing in front of him.

In today's battle, 40,000 enemies were wiped out, and the arrogant Yellow Turban Army was defeated by a head-on attack. It was a really exciting victory.

There were endless screams of cursing in my ears. The injured Yellow Turban Army cursed indignation when they were finished with the final blow. These injured enemies would rather die than surrender.

Liao Hua had to admit that the spiritual will of these Yellow Turban Army was the most tenacious existence among the enemies he had ever faced.

"The power of brainwashing is indeed extraordinary. It seems that there are still many more bloody tough battles to fight in the future..." Liao Hua sighed secretly.

Seeing this victory scene, Liao Hua couldn't help laughing again.

...

Changsha City, Yellow Turban Army camp, royal tent.

In the tent of the king, An Ping sat upright, sitting upright on the dragon throne with a threatening expression, staring at Zhang Daoling with respect.

In the tent, the civil and military generals of the Yellow Turban Army, such as Wang Shuang, Xue Lan, and Qu Yi, were all solemn and solemn, looking like they were listening to their teachings.

Even if Mr. Shui Jing and Li Yi were not "speakers" from the Yellow Turban Cult, they had to sit there seriously and listen carefully to Zhang Daoling's teachings.

As a country built on the Yellow Turban Church and a country that integrates politics and religion, learning the teachings of the Yellow Turban Church during the war and understanding the greatness of the God King of Huang Tian is naturally one of their compulsory courses.

Although Zhang Daoling did not care about military affairs, he had the noble status of the Heavenly Master in the Yellow Turban Kingdom. From Anping, even a powerful king like the God King Huang Siguo was able to respect Zhang Daoling with his teacher's courtesy.

In order to show his identity as Taoist dynasty, Zhang Daoling changed his name to only one word away from the founder of the Five Dogs of Rice Sect. Zhang Daoling also determined the division of labor when he supported Anping as the leader of the Yellow Turban Sect. Anping took charge of military and political power, and Zhang Daoling had to be in charge of the Five Dogs of Rice Sect.
Chapter completed!