"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for signing in and checking in Guangzongcheng for a successful mission, and rewarding the Xuanjia Army with 500 soldiers summoned by military talismans."

"Will the host summon immediately?"

At this time, five hundred well-equipped cavalry appeared out of thin air, and the entire Guangzong City was about to be in trouble.

"Let's slow down first. Are there any conditions for summoning in the future?"

"The rewards obtained by the host can be withdrawn at any time, without any restrictions. As long as the host needs them, these Xuanjia Army can appear anytime and anywhere."

"good!"

Liu Yi followed the Yellow Turban bandits and found that Guangzong City had indeed become a severely affected area. There were many hungry people on the roadside, and there were also very little water in the city. There was neither water nor food to drink in the hot weather. This was the rhythm of forcing people to die.

The Yellow Turban Army General Assembly, Zhang Jiao’s mansion.

Zhou Cang walked in quickly, bowed and kowtowed, "Go back to the great wise and good teacher, Zhou Cang failed!"

"cough……"

At this moment, Zhang Jiao was lying on the bed, looking sick, and said in a long voice: "What is expected, it seems that the deadline is coming!"

"God has pity for me, Yellow Turban believers."

Zhang Jiao sighed desperately.

Zhou Cang took another step forward and said in a low voice: "Great wise mentor, if the government army had not had a backup, the last one would have chopped off Dong Zhuo's dog head."

"Hey! Who is coming?"

Zhang Jiao asked in disappointment. Originally, this was his last hope. If Zhou Cang could defeat Dong Zhuo in one fell swoop, the crisis in Guangzongcheng would naturally be solved, but now he can only sit back and wait for death.

Zhou Cang replied: "Liu Bei, Zhuo County, also his two brothers, and hundreds of elite soldiers."

"Forget it, forgot!"

Zhang Jiao sighed: "I looked at the sky at night. Recently, the stars of Youzhou are flashing, and it is very likely to be the leader. This is the destiny of heaven. How can we change our destiny against the heavens? I heard that Liu Bei is the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan, so I am afraid that the most dazzling star is him."

"Tianshi, you are the chosen one destined by God. How can Liu Bei compare with him? Zhou Cang believes that we will be able to stand out sooner or later."

Zhou Cang tried his best to comfort him.

"I hope so!"

Zhang Jiao raised half of his body, leaned on the bed, and asked, "Is there any news from Ning'er? I don't know if Feiyan can bring reinforcements from Black Mountain."

Zhou Cang paused, shook his head and said, "The little master has not sent anyone to send back the news."

...

In a dilapidated yard in the west of the city, there were weeds, spider webs everywhere, and there was no one figure. It seemed that it had been abandoned for a long time.

Liu Yi took Li Yuanba, Pei Yuanshao and others to hide in quietly.

Shu'er, a woman walked in and said softly to Liu Yi: "I don't know what sir has to give."

This person is Zhang Ning.

"I am confident in my words and now I am willing to take the risk of entering the city alone to save your father. Now I need your cooperation."

Zhang Ning was moved and quickly replied: "Please give me the instructions, the little girl will do whatever she wants."

"Okay, take me to see Zhang Jiao, I have something to say to him."

"this……"

He took Liu Yi to see Zhang Jiao rashly. Zhang Ning was a little confused and didn't know what to do. What if the two met and didn't talk about it, and what if there was a conflict?

"You have to believe me, only I can save your father."

Looking at Liu Yi's decisive expression, Zhang Ning nodded and nodded, "Okay, I just want to take care of myself."

"Haha... I'll take Li Yuanba alone."

Liu Yi turned around and shouted at Li Yuanba: "Yuanba, go, follow me to go and go to the dragon and tiger den."

Liu Yi explained to Pei Yuanshao and immediately followed Zhang Ning to Zhang Jiao's lair.

Outside Zhang Jiao's mansion, there is a large wave of Yellow Turban Strong guards, which can be said to be very strict, with three steps and five steps, which is quite a bit like a palace courtyard.

"Who can be summoned by a great wise and good teacher?"

At the door, four yellow turban heroes shouted to Liu Yi and the other two from a distance, and the steel knife in their hands was also ready to chop.

"I'm thief, my ears are blocked. I'm asking you something!"

Seeing that the three of them did not answer, a Yellow Turban Soldier began to curse.

"Brothers, capture them."

The four of them waved their steel knives and rushed over, like evil wolves, wishing they could kill Liu Yi and the other two immediately.

"Stop, see who I am!"

Zhang Ningqing shouted, raised his head, swept away coldly, like an ice cone, deeply pierced into the eyes of the four Yellow Turban heroes.

"Little...is the little master!"

"Bang!"

A yellow turbanist slapped his face and said to himself: "The little one has no eyes and has offended the little master. He deserves to die."

The other three also held their mouths, looking guilty.

One of the Yellow Turban Strongmen kowtowed and said, "My master, you are back. The great sage is sick. You should go in and see him."

"What... dad..."

Zhang Ning's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly ran in, as if he had forgotten that there were Liu Yi and Li Yuanba.

Zhang Ning stumbled all the way and rushed to Zhangjiao's bed, with a pear blossom and rain on his face, shouting: "Dad, are you like this? OK, why are you sick?"

"It's Ning'er, my Ning'er is back."

Zhang Jiao was shocked and looked at Zhang Ning for a while before he said in tears: "What are you doing when you are back? Didn't you tell you not to come back? Why are you disobedient? Chu Feiyan? Didn't I tell him to keep you in Black Mountain? He dared to disobey my orders."

"Dad, Commander Chu died in battle."

"ah!"

Zhang Jiao's mind sank in horror, he lay down straight and muttered, "How could this happen? Feiyan is dead, how could he walk in front of me?"

Zhang Jiao has no son and has always trained Chu Feiyan as his son. Unexpectedly, he left like this. Who will succeed the Yellow Turban Taoism in the future?

"Ning'er, you have also seen the situation in the city now. There is no hope for Guangzong City. The only feasible thing is to save the last fire and spread it out. I will arrange people to send you out of the city. When the time is right, you will be allowed to start the trouble."

"Dad, I..."

Zhang Jiao stopped Zhang Ning's words and said, "I know that it is indeed a bit embarrassing you to let a weak woman go to fight such an important task alone. However, if the Han Dynasty does not fall for a day, the people will not be at peace for a day. Only you can help me fulfill my father's wish."

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

"Dong!"

Just as the father and daughter were talking, there was a noisy fighting sound from outside. A Yellow Turban general stepped in and bowed: "Great Master, two people outside insisted on breaking in, saying that they wanted to see you. The brothers couldn't stop him and were about to make a come in."

"Click!"

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound rang out, and the door fell down and two people jumped in from outside. One of them pointed to Zhang Jiao on the bed and said proudly: "Master, I finally found it."

"You have the ability!"
Chapter completed!